"Lord Yinla said that everything is ready."
As Tikkapu said this, she changed into the maid outfit she often wore in the prime plane, and reminded Raphael (female), whose appearance (referring to the armor) had hardly changed, "When you leave later, don't struggle, or you might get crushed."
"Okay, I understand."
Raphael responded, looking at Tikkapu who was preparing to leave, and calmly asked his longtime roommate, "Where are you going? Aren't you waiting to return to the Prime Material Plane?"
In response to Raphael's question, Tikkap gave a simple reply: "I'll go play with the sirens who just arrived here and ask them what the 'Calamity of the Sea' is all about, so that I won't have to trouble Lord Illa and me to explain."
Is that so?
"Then I'll go out too."
Listening to Raphael's words, Tekkamane asked curiously, "Are you also going to find out about the outside world? Would you like to come with me to find the sirens? They all died recently."
As for the external situation, Raphael was actually much more concerned than Tikkap. He was aware of things like the "Conference of Kings" and what Yinra had been doing recently, so he wasn't cramming for the event at the last minute.
"No, I'm just going to find something to eat."
As he said this, Raphael quickly disappeared into the perpetually dark streets... Although it was night, the surroundings were very bright, as was always the case in the Federation.
The stars in the sky are tightly enclosed, replaced by man-made domes. Rain, snow, and everything else are artificially simulated and can be changed according to human will.
Night, yet bright... Sealed, yet free...
...
Ultimate, beautiful, convenient, yet rigid... People have lost their pursuit of the future.
While one can nitpick in this regard, anyone would feel uncomfortable leaving such a world... It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality—that's the point.
"No wonder Yinla is so persistent and determined."
Raphael walked along the streets lined with neon lights and streetlights, muttering to himself, then shaking his head to indicate to the AI beings belonging to the [Final AI Judgment Authority - Good and Evil Collaborative Automaton]... that his mutterings were not in need of help.
"After Tekkamanpe and I leave this place and return to the Prime Material Plane, we'll probably miss this kind of world, won't we?"
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Raphael, making this clear judgment, subconsciously wanted to think whether the gods had given him any revelation... Then, he immediately realized that they had not. The instructions given by the gods to the celestial knights were only to protect their younger siblings and the world itself.
Even the gods would still hope that their children are happy.
In other words...
"The will of the gods, the miracles of the gods... are we always carrying them out...?"
Raphael murmured to himself, but then he shook his head and walked into the noodle shop with its beautiful neon sign... Raphael was now living for himself.
There's no need to worry about what the gods worry about... He is not a god.
"Boss, a bowl of plain noodles, please."
Raphael greeted them, then quietly watched the flow of people coming and going at the entrance. Although he had tried many kinds of noodles during this time—noodles with minced meat, fried fish noodles—as he ate…
I don't know why, but I still feel like the first time I ate at this noodle shop with a physical storefront, the plain noodles here are the best... No toppings, no side dishes, the taste is very fresh but not particularly delicious.
But the soup was clear... and it had a nice taste.
No wonder Yoonra said he came to eat there every week...
While Raphael was deep in thought, a bowl of plain noodles sprinkled with scallions was placed in front of him.
"Thanks."
Raphael answered, looking at the noodle shop owner in front of him who was dressed very much like a noodle shop owner... To be honest, he was already a regular customer here.
Raphael had already tentatively realized that [Credit Points] were like gold coins in the Prime Material Plane... but after the destruction of civilization, Yinra's soul no longer needed Credit Points.
The noodle shop owner in front of him wasn't an AI like many other shops; he was a pure human... although, for now, he was just like the AI, possessing only a soul.
"Boss, you're already not earning any credits, so why are you still making noodles?"
Raphael asked this question, which was very unusual... because whether in the previous Federation or in the current Yinla Soul Federation, people would not ask about other people's private affairs so easily.
They are very civilized, but also seem distant... It's quite possible that neighbors don't know each other's names or appearances.
However, the owner was still quite interested in casually striking up a conversation with Raphael, whom Yinla had brought to eat noodles, but it was limited to just casual conversation: "Because of habit."
"Habit... well..."
While Raphael was lost in thought, the noodle shop owner added a piece of noodles to his bowl. After Raphael responded with a "thank you," the owner added, "Of course, there's also 'like'! The amusement park is still open, and the arcade is still open..."
“I never opened this shop to earn credits in the first place… If I really wanted to earn them, there’s always been a shortage of people for the job of reviewing ads, and it’s easy and pays a lot… You’re from outside the Federation, so I can tell you about it.”
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